Deborah Austin Novels & Stories

"You've had some impressive roles in the past. So, I have to ask, why are you looking to work as an assistant here? People usually strive for promotions, not demotions." Sara hesitated, unsure of how much to reveal. "It's just personal issues, sir," she said finally. Just then, the door to the cabin opened, and a man walked in. Christopher looked up, a hint of annoyance on his face. "Austin, you're late," he said. The man, Austin, shrugged. "Don't ask," he said. "I met a stupid woman today," he muttered. As soon as the words left his lips, Sara's eyes snapped to his, and she felt a jolt of recognition. Austin's eyes widened in surprise as well, and they both said in unison, "You." ---

"William was my mate, but he never treated me as one. Instead, he chose to impregnate my friend and marry her. I was content with you, Dean, and despite everything, I want to be your Luna, your mate, and your love." Silence enveloped the surroundings, and then Dean rose from his seat, walking towards me. His hands gently placed on mine as he locked eyes with me. "I'm sorry I yelled at you. I was upset when I realized everything you did was a lie, and it made me angry. Williams has been my friend for many years. After he was cursed and turned into a beast, we had to separate; otherwise, I'd become a beast too. I later discovered he was already cursed, but I was too busy to see him. The day I

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

"You weren't sorry when you were watching me work. You weren't sorry when you were breathing so loud I could hear it over her screams." He lets go of my wrist and slides his hand down to my waist, pulling me flush against him. I gasp, my hands flying up to his chest to keep some kind of distance, but he’s like a wall. I can feel the hard, pulsing length of him through my dress, pressing right against my stomach. "She’s gone now," Austin says, his voice dropping to a low, intimate vibration. "She was a professional. She was supposed to stay until I was done. But you scared her off with your curiosity."

Harper is very different from Amber who is very enthusiastic and excited. “Hi, Austin. What a coincidence to meet here. I thought you were in Australia this whole time.” “I was. But last year I moved here. I work for the central hospital in this area.” “And is a doctor allowed to look this sexy?” Amber whistled mischievously. She openly glared at every bulging muscle on Austin's body. “You're fucking hot, Austin. I want to bite your bicep. I hope your patients don't see you in this appearance.”

It hadn't been easy to finally get Mark's love back, she was not going to lose it easily. In Mark's study room….. Mark was looking at the message sent by Tom. He was stunned that Ashton was still alive and he was even planning to make a comeback. If Ashton was alive, then….. it meant that Maya was alive too. But his excitement turned to disappointment after remembering that he had nothing to do with her now. She had such a powerful mate, would she look at a weakling like him? Although Mark was also considered a powerful leader but compared to Ashton, he could not even lift his head.

Austin nodded his head. “I wouldn’t do anything like that.” “I hope so.” Austin was wiping his mouth with his napkin. “Nor did I betray you.” “I know.” “You do.” “Yes.” Austin looked at her with sincerity and said, “After those many nights I was gone, I found her.” Agatha’s breathing quickened. Austin, scooting his chair as he got up. “She was working under the pretense of another person from your father's kingdom. She was getting paid rather well."

Austin has made sure that everyday he degrades me and let's me know that no one will come for me. Ever since that guy tried to help me escape, Austin has stopped giving me privileges. I'm no longer the obedient good little girl in his eyes. If you asked me, I would say that Austin is a psycho. But nobody asks me that. Nobody says anything to me. Nobody has came in my room ever since Austin killed that nice man. He even made me clean up the blood from the floor, wash the carpet, and burn his clothes even though he has people for that.

Jennifer pulled up just then at the speed of a snail. Dexter got into the car and ordered coldly, "Investigate Austin. I want to know if he's had any romantic entanglements or close female confidantes." Jennifer was utterly stunned. Nevertheless, she said, "Mr. Bamford, I already looked into that. Austin hasn't dated anyone in years. Even at public events where a female companion is expected, it's always just been his secretary, who's honestly very plain. "He has no romantic entanglements or scandals—not even a single tabloid rumor. At most, there's someone who has a crush on him. That's it."

His face was the carbon copy of his mom. “Nice home,” I commented with a nod. “Yeah, Janna sure knows how to make a good home out of a scrappy place,” he chuckled. I gave him a flat, unamused look. “This is far from scrappy. You have a lovely place. By the way, where is your mate and son?” “She’s out to meet a few of her friends. She took Austin with her,” he replied. I nodded back. “How old is he now?”